“But I think deep-down, you would try to move mountains for them, if they really needed you. You just maybe don’t feel all that needed, and sometimes, you like it that way. Because it’s easier than watching people you love fail over and over again.” I watch the light dance over the water, but I feel his gaze on me. “So…” Heat bathes my cheeks, feeling his stare, but I don’t brave a glance at Charlie. “I have thought a lot about you being older than us.” I whisper, “Maybe it’s the writer in me.”
